“I Celebrate the Day”

And with this Christmas wish is missed
The point I could convey
If only I could find the words to say
To let you know how much You’ve touched my life
Because here is where You’re finding me
In the exact same place as New Year’s Eve
And from a lack of my persistency
We’re less than half as close as I want to be

And the first time that You opened Your eyes
Did you realize that You would be my Savior?
And the first breath that left Your lips
Did You know that it would change this world forever?

And the first time that You opened Your eyes
Did You realize that You would be my Savior?
And the first breath that left Your lips
Did You know that it would change this world forever?

And so this Christmas I’ll compare
The things I felt in prior years
To what this midnight made so clear
That You have come to meet me here

To look back and think that
This baby would one day save me
In the hope that what You did
That You were born so I might live
To look back and think that
This baby would one day save me

And the first time that You opened Your eyes
Did You realize that You would be my Savior?
And the first breath that left Your lips
Did You know that it would change this world forever?

And the first time that You opened Your eyes
Did You realize that You would be my Savior?
And the first breath that left Your lips
Did You know that it would change this world forever?

And I, I celebrate the day
That You were born to die
So I could one day pray for You to save my life
Pray for You to save my life
Pray for You to save my life.
~”I Celebrate the Day” by Relient K

A Cure For Madness…

“So don’t worry about these things, saying, ‘what will we eat?  What will we drink?  What will we wear?’  These things dominate the thoughts of unbelievers, but your Heavenly Father already knows all your needs.  Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and live righteously, and he will give you everything you need.  So don’t worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring its own worries.  Today’s trouble is enough for today.”

This is what it says in Matthew 6:31-34.   Remember my blog a few months back where I talked about worrying about my algebra class?  Well I prayed a lot and asked God to be with me as my final came up.  I also did my part too and worked very hard on studying and worked a lot with the tutor at my school.  And I got my final grades today and in my College Algebra class I got a……..B!!!!  God brought me through it and I got through with a great grade!  I am so happy and thankful to God for helping me with this class.  ^_^

So the other thing I wanted to talk about today is this….

I have always considered myself to be a writer.  And when I write, I get attached to my characters, and when I haven’t written about them for a while there are times where I physically miss them as if they were actually friends of mine.  Well I have this good friend of mine who is actually pretty wise, even if he may not think so.  Well I told him about how I miss my characters at times and he had a revelation.  He said. “God created us and knows us so well.  He even wrote our lives!”

This really blew me away.  I had never thought of it this way!  Sure I knew God created us and has plans for our lives but I hadn’t really thought of Him in the context of an author.  This really struck a chord with me, if I as a writer actually physically missed the characters in my stories, fictional characters, if I am away for them long, then how does God feel when we are apart from Him?  I know I personally hate it when I am missing April and Dominick, or Aruna and Delem, and they aren’t even real!  They’re fictional characters on a page.  So I can’t even fathom how God feels when we, His creations, who are real, living and breathing, choose to be apart from Him.    God who said. “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you;  Before you were born I sanctified you; I ordained you a prophet to the nations.” (Jeremiah 1:5)
So how do you think we make Him feel when we decide we don’t need him, or that we’re “too busy” to spend time with Him.  I’ve felt a minute fraction of what He feels when we do this to Him, so I’ve decided that I don’t want to make Him feel like this anymore.
~Aimee